- I used to love spending part of the summer at their house and one night we were driving down the road, Grandpa was driving and it was just Grandmother and me. For some reason they forgot something and decided they needed to turn around and “go back to the country.” Alarmed, I protested loudly: “No, the country’s closed!”
- I remember how Grandpa often used to smell like peanuts.
- He played that organ all the time didn’t he? In fact he played it so much it made me mad. He was always a-playin’ that organ! I would get upset, but it was his house, his organ, and his time. There was nothing wrong with him playing it, it brought him such joy. I couldn’t play, but when he wasn’t using it I would get on it and play with all the settings. He would get a little peeved at that because he would have to reset it before he could play it again.*
- I remember Grandpa being at Stacy’s wedding. He had just gotten some sort of toupee, and in all honesty he looked like he had a yak on his head. Or a deceased squirrel perhaps. Good gracious he looked ridiculous. Kim and I sat in the back of the church and it was all I could do not to keep busting out laughing at his hairpiece during the wedding.
- Grandpa would always say, “hug my neck. Come hug my neck.” And I can still hear him say, when he was frustrated, “Ah, good gracious alive.” I guess that was the closest I ever heard him come to cussing.
- Grandpa had a “preacher’s voice” that he always used when preaching. He looked so serious and he actually looked like he was mad when he was preaching, he had such a serious face.
- It seemed like Grandpa always had a motorcycle. But he pronounced it motor-siccle, like bicycle. To this day I have never heard anyone else call it a motor-siccle.
*Note by Beverly: Shortly after I moved back to Georgia, Daryl’s Great Uncle Ed gave me the organ mentioned above. He bought it from Daddy for $500. (Daddy had paid $10,000 for it.)
Today, I probably could not give it away because it is so outdated and no parts are available and no one works on them. But it is valuable to me. It’s priceless!
